She summed up how the brutal, real-life lesson had aught Sebastian a transcendent religious experience about life and death.I""m a writer, name""s Martins, Holly Martins.Anyway, down I came, all the way to old Vienna, happy as a lark and without a dime.]An American, Western pulp novelist/writer of juvenile Western pulp stories (Zane Grey-style), Holly Martins (Joseph Cotten) [a frivolous first name to define the nature of his character] arrives at the railway station in post-war ravaged Vienna - still under Allied occupation and overrun with black markets.Let""s just say, just for the sake of argument, that it was a come-on.What do you want me to do about it? I take it back, OK? I take it back.Sally: You can""t take it back.Harry: Why not?Sally: Because it""s already out there.Harry: Oh jeez.What are we supposed to do? Call the cops? It""s already out there!Sally: Just let it lie, OK?Harry: Great! Let it lie." When the squeamish, hyperventilating victim wails and pleads despairingly: "Oh God! I don""t belong here! I wanna go home," the prisoners chant: "Fresh fish!" The oppressed ""Fat-Ass"" blubbers his unheard complaints to Hadley and is beaten with an unceasing rain of baton blows and kicked in the face until he lies still on the cold floor.Her brother had also sent news that he was in need of her financial help: ("He""s safe.He can get away, but he needs money, plenty of money o get out of the country").He was located in a far-off remote area - a long trek from Montreal: ("First train to Quebec, then boat, hen woods").